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It has come to my attention that rumours of my death have been greatly exaggerated, so before I disappear into the ether again, is there anything anyone wants of me while I'm here to answer your questions? Form an orderly e-queue.

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[slowmotionbuscrash]

[ Tommy is on the outskirts of the Alliance staging area for bubble incursions, as he’s been trying to figure out exactly how bad potentially being magic inside the magic bubble can be.

His reaction only begins to slow down to audible after he’s let off some steam - so basically coinciding with the teleport. ]

-justbecauseI’matyourbeckandcalldoesn’tmeanI’mATyourbeckandcall. Anywayisn’tit come with me if you want to live?

[ Tommy looks down at his uniform and over at what the others are wearing like. I’m working? ]

Hey Loki. Billy’s roping us into something.

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... Hello, boys.

[ He stop munching chips long enough to speak, socked feet up on the extended end of the couch which looks very cosy with multiple duvets and pillows; Loki is underneath one, a big bag of Doritos on his lap. His t-shirt proclaims TRANS RIGHTS with a Metapod wielding a knife.

So he looks very much like himself, yes. ]

I think what he's getting you into, Silverwings, is movie night.

[wordiness]

Correct, [ billy agrees with loki, finally releasing his brother, mouth quirking up a little at the corner. ] Also, I didn't quote the Terminator because I didn't want someone nearby to think you were actually in danger. Also-also, I don't think you should go into the bubble, and neither does Loki.

[ obviously tommy can move faster than either of them and can choose for himself if he wants to leave, but this seemed like the quickest and easiest way to explain things.

he reaches out, plucking briefly at his twin's uniform. ] You want me or Loki to give you some lounge clothes?

[slowmotionbuscrash]

I’ve been teleported without explanation or broken out at least four times and no one’s said it. What movie are we watching?

[ Movie night is… fine. It’s Billy and Loki, so it will be tolerated as long he’s free to fidget. ]

Yeah, I’m not hanging out in the blanket fort in tights. Loki’s stuff would be way too long. I’d have sweater paws. And probably trip.

[ So hand it over, Billy. There are perks to being a twin. ]

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I've been idling on the menu for at least a whole minute.

[ He flicks his fingers at Tommy before Billy can get a chance, transforming that outfit into the tshirt and sweatpants Tommy last wore when he stayed at Loki's place. Coincidentally.

They are oversized.

He feigns disappointment, a small smile alight in the corner of his lips. ]

Alas, you're right. Billy, feel free to fix that.

[wordiness]

[ he glances briefly between the two of them and decides he's better off not knowing. there's something a little weird here, but it's almost definitely none of his business-- and whatever it is, neither of them seem unhappy or uncomfortable, so that's all that matters, really. instead, he fixes the outfit obediently, choosing something he knows his twin would be comfortable in. he reaches up to brush the last little blue sparks away from one of tommy's shoulders, then turns to drop down onto the couch, pulling one of the squashy duvets up around himself. ]

Loki, [ he says, bringing up his hand and crooking the pinky finger for a pinky promise, ] next time one of us kidnaps Tommy, I think we have to swear to use the line.

[ then, because it is a concern, albeit a minor one: ] You're not going to get in trouble with the guild over this, are you? [ because billy doesn't mind writing a strongly-worded email about the moron logic of asking a person made from magic to go into a massive magic bubble with reality-warping effects. ]

[slowmotionbuscrash]

[ Glancing down at the shirt, Tommy tilts his head to better read it upside down. Oh. That shirt. He gives Loki a quick Look with an eye roll, before it’s replaced with another shirt from his own closet. Still sweats, but now they don’t have to be cuffed. That’s all right.

Tommy zips into the free corner of the couch and sprawls. Swipes a blanket. ]

So stop sitting on the menu and pick something? You’ve got the remote, until we get bored and take it. We meaning me, because Billy’s too busy worrying.

[ He gives Billy a thumbs up. ]

I’m not going to get in trouble. They’ve said going in is optional. You say opt out, I opt out. Like if Kate told me not to play William Tell.

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[ Solemnly, he takes that pinky in his own and all the lights dim for a half-second as he swears. Drama!! Everything brightens up once he arches a brow and offers Billy and Tommy the chips.

Well, Billy. Tommy is suddenly sat down in the other direction. ]

I say opt out, not that anybody needs my opinion on more than movies.

[ It's The Devil Wears Prada, are you happy, Tommy! ]

[wordiness]

[ there is a reason that loki is so tall, and it's so that billy can fit right up against his side, as cozy as he can manage without teddy there. he pulls a few chips out of the bag and rattles it in his brother's direction. what are you doing all the way over there, tommy? get over here. ]

I think it was very intelligent for all three of us to opt out. I've already had a taste of the Stepford life and I'm not interested in another. [ and if the scenario created, or made billy create a teddy copy, he might do something drastic and angry and demiurge-ish in response. and that sounds like a bad time all around, really. ]

And, [ he adds with a huff, ] I wasn't worrying, I was just.. internally composing my angry email. Just in case.

[slowmotionbuscrash]

I need your opinion. It’s not going to be boring like run off and get married or join a detective agency.

[ Doesn’t mean he’ll take it as advice, but Not Boring has a lot to say for itself.

Tommy crawls over to get within easy chip reach regardless of who has the bag, helping himself to a handful. ]

Billy’d compose an email. We’d blow it up.

[ Perfectly reasonable. ]

If we weren’t too busy arguing about the hottest person in this movie and why it’s Emily Blunt.

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It's Meryl Streep, how dare you. For a bisexual man you come out with the straightest things.

[ Loki's leg drapes over one of Tommy's under the blanket, an arm already around Billy to play with the fabric scrunched at his waist from slumping so charmingly at Loki's side. ]

No one is going magical Karen on anyone, emails are banned from this apartment.